want to eat you,â Hyer said, his voice laced with delight. âThey will not long resist before they give in to their hunger.â
Marcus realized then that Hyer might very well decide not to free him, vision or no vision. He was running out of time.
Their groc guide, who still stood beside Marcus, leaned close so that his snout nearly touched Marcusâs ear. âGet in the boat,â he whispered.
There was something about the voice Marcus recognized. The shape of the beastâs face, the look in his eyes seemed familiar. He looked at the groc more carefully.
âBryn?â whispered Marcus. âIs that you?â
The guide suddenly stepped between Marcus and Hyerâs throne. âThe stone does not lie!â the guide shouted to the crowd of anxious grocs. âThe stone reveals this boy and his friends should go free.â
â All of them free?â growled a groc who stood nearby. âHyer says only the one in the stone goes. We can have the others!â
An angry grumble rose from the crowd. Hyer raised his hands for silence. âYou will have what I promise!â
âI will take the boy back to the human world,â Bryn said. He bowed several times, each time taking a step backward, forcing Marcus, Clovis, and Lael closer toward the boat.
When the boat was at their backs, Bryn hissed, âGet in the boat! Hurry!â
The grocs roared in confusion.
âWhatâs going on?â asked Lael.
âYou heard him!â said Marcus. âGet in the boat.â
Clovis climbed in without hesitation. Then he offered his hand to Lael.
âBut why?â said Lael. âYou donât expect me to trust some overgrown lizard.â
âLaelââ
âHow do we know it hasnât planned its own personal feast?â
âLael!â said Marcus. âGet in the boatânow!â
Lael glanced over Marcusâs shoulder at the grocs who were growing more and more restless. Then she climbed into the boat. Marcus and Bryn scrambled in after her.
From his perch, Hyer shouted a command to stop the escaping prisoners, but the crowd of complaining grocs drowned out his voice. Bryn rowed the boat several yards out from shore. Hyer roared louder, âFollow them!â
Several of the grocs jumped into the water and started swimming after them. Others disappeared into a nearby cave and then returned, dragging two more boats behind them. Soon these boats, filled with shouting grocs, were steadily gaining on them.
âWe need to go faster!â said Marcus.
Lael stood up in the back of the boat. Loading her sling with some small rocks sheâd snatched up on the shore, she swung the weapon over her head and let the stones fly. They hit several of the pursuing grocs, resulting in some painful yelps. One even lost his balance and fell into the water.
Bryn rowed the boat into the darkness of the cavern. Soon it was so dark, they could not see each other let alone the boats chasing them, and Marcus wondered where they could possibly be headed. They continued on for several minutes, and then suddenly the bow of the boat rammed into something solid. The impact threw everyone forward and nearly out of the boat.
âWhat happened?â asked Lael, rubbing her sore knee, which had smashed against the boatâs wooden bottom.
âThe caveâs outer wall,â answered Bryn.
âIs this the way out?â said Clovis.
âThe only way out is the tunnel we brought you through before,â replied Bryn. âBut I donât think you want to go back there now.â
âYou mean itâs a dead end? Weâre trapped?â Laelâs voice rose in a panic.
âMarcus will save us,â said Bryn.
âWhat?â asked Marcus, suddenly alert. âWhat can I do?â
âYou have magic.â
âNo, I donât.â
âBut Iâve seen it,â insisted Bryn. âYou command fire and water and earth! You